Life can come in such contrasting waves. Ebbs and flows of static that roll into tsunamis of activity that seem to come together at the same time. For a while, Rogue Yogi was just a concept in my heart with no direction. No clear step for me to take. I just knew I wanted to create a platform where everyone, regardless of religion, spirituality, diet preference and life choices could learn and practice yoga while embracing their natural selves. Rogue Yogi was meant to be an alternative voice for all modern and urban yogis to feel good in their own bodies, establish balance and enjoy their journeys in life. After years of the idea floating around, I finally had the bearings and the courage to go full throttle with it. Still no clear path of how to go about it, but a clear vision and a general sense of how to share it with anyone that resonated.
Funny how timing works. I fell in love, got married to the love of my life, and made the decision to move to Barcelona in the Fall!
No one can ever tell you what your future holds. Guessing doesn't guarantee the goods. sometimes, it feels like the moment you are clear about a decision, a vision, a dream...the universe throws a solid test in your path. It is as though you're being asked, "Do you really want this? Let's see how bad you do".
Within 2 weeks of embarking on making Rogue Yogi a real thing for you all, I took on a babysitting gig for my girlfriend. Never before had I babysat, never before did I realize how much time and mental energy it would take to keep this cute swaddled bundle of giggling joy from crying. Thinking I could easily write all of my blogs, publish all of my photographs during the daytime, I was proven wrong every single day for almost 30 days. This was an entire month of lessons, realizations and appreciations for parents everywhere. Didn't know how much work you had to put in for us, all the while working your full time jobs and/or building your own dreams.
Babies kind of have a schedule. At some point they'll wake up, become hungry, need a diaper change, need to be held, need to made eye contact with, and some combination of these things.
After I'd go home, I would have to make dinner with my Mongorrian, take care of the errands together, spend time together, but force myself to have the time to work on Rogue Yogi. Because, if I didn't make the time now, the momentum wouldn't happen before our move out of this country. The result: lots of late nights working, lots of waking up early, lots of tasks pushed aside to the next day, lots of exhaustion. When all of this is done, how much more work would I accomplish here? Would I get anything done when we move to Barcelona?
Imagine a wide coastal environment, with the warm sun beaming down onto the beachgoers of Barcelona. Add in a dash of the more relaxed European lifestyle. Sprinkle in a pinch of siestas, and now you have a recipe for relaxation (and a possible derailing of Rogue Yogi).
Who knows? Maybe the solid work-ethic and the drive to succeed is an American societal norm. It's possible that the demand for numbers over laissez-faire breeds Type A personalities here. But, maybe, just maybe, it's just in my blood. Maybe I will carry this work ethic with me to Spain, and enjoy the best of both worlds. You know I am eager to try out every yoga class in every yoga studio in this town!
Maybe it's no use to predict the future. To fill this mind up with things that haven't happened, yet. To worry about problems that aren't actually happening. To project our destiny onto the sand.
While these thoughts are going on, there's other shit happening in the current moment. There's a lot of unrest happening all over the world. White cops shooting Black people. White cops shooting Mexican people. Ex-Militants shooting Cops in Dallas. Ex-Lovers shooting gay men in Orlando, Florida. People driving trucks into innocent people trying to enjoy the fireworks of Bastille Day in Nice, France. I don't have all of the facts. This is all that I know so far. And, so far, it's sad.
Then, there's the things in my life that quite going the way I had planned. Situations repeating enough times for me to decide that it is time for me to give energy elsewhere. The feeling of reaching a personal plateau and the need to step outside my comfort zone. The need to stay away from the danger zones. The wanting of staying in my creative zone. The gradual letting go of everything I've attached to since starting the 2nd phase of my life in SF. It's fucking exhausting. It's important to acknowledge that this is happening. You know none of us can really ignore this, but it's also equally critical to get back to taking care of ourselves. Inner peace in our minds. Feeding into the positivity so everything else doesn't gain power over us. This is sort of like a "Spring Cleaning", where items, people and situations need to be cleaned out. This is necessary to create a wide open space for what's needing to arrive.
If you're wondering why I'm passionate about sharing Yoga and Meditation with beginners, advanced practitioners, modern folk, urban citizens and everyone in between, this would be a prime example why. When things are good, they're good. But, when they're bad, they're bad. What can you put into practice now, what sails can you set now, so you can weather the storm a little better?
I'm not immune to any of these issues. None of us really are. That just might be a good thing, because we can come to our senses. We can be woken up to do something about ourselves. Decide how we have a part in the situation. Decide how to handle it. Make peace with our decision, and move forward with light and love.